Inspiration has fled. Weather is dull and muggy. It’s too early for wine. I’m ironing and sewing like a fiend. Productivity feels good!
Tagged: humour, productivity
Inspiration has fled. Weather is dull and muggy. It’s too early for wine. I’m ironing and sewing like a fiend. Productivity feels good!
Tagged: humour, productivity
Yikes. I did it. Used a wooden Swedish sauna bucket that leaked like a sieve – I forgot to soak it in water beforehand and swell the seams. No matter. I had a couple of liters of ice, some in chunks. Standing in the hot sun with a screwdriver breaking it into smaller pieces was challenge because all I could think about were those cold chips sliding down my back. Hub was the videographer. We had to change the position of my chair so that I wouldn’t have my back to the sun. Plus hornets have built a nest on our abandoned barbecue on the lower patio. They weren’t too happy that I was so close and I had no intention of getting stung…
Tagged: gratitude
Thanks to Ann Wells (Los Angeles Times) I’m reading more and dusting less. I’m sitting in the yard and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden. I’m spending more time with my family and friends and less time working. Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of experiences to savour, not to endure. I’m trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them. I’m not “saving” anything; I use the good china and crystal for every special event such as losing a pound, getting the sink unstopped, or the first Amaryllis blossom. I wear my good blazer to the market. My theory is if I look prosperous, I can shell out $28.49 for one small bag of groceries. I’m not…
Tagged: Mindfulness
Do you ever have one of those days where you bound out of bed in the morning with your work plan all tidy and shiny, well-formed and ready to be implemented? Then everything turns to ca-ca before you’ve finished putting on your shoes? It’s Thursday. One of my two days off in the work week. I’m supposed to deliver the outline for my first novel to my mentor, Sam Hiyate today. I’m about half to two thirds of the way through and yesterday I was in a really productive groove. I thrive on deadlines – the closer the hour gets the faster my adrenaline sloshes through my veins and my fingers fly across the keyboard. On the other hand, I dislike being stressed by…
Tagged: gratitude
By yesterday morning, I’d finally had enough of having to sleep on my back like a department store dummy and groaning every time I turned to one side or another. I called the doctor’s office for an appointment. I’d tried to tough out the pain in my ribs but it wasn’t going away. Yes, I’ve been hit harder playing baseball, volleyball and hockey but I was younger then and more able to shake it off. I’ve never had a problem getting a same-day appointment with my family doctor. As I was lounging on the examining table trying to keep the paper from crinkling too much, I got an idea for a plot twist in my novel. I was busy scribbling when he breezed into the…
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